He bolted for the water, getting there right before he emptied his stomach into the creek. [b "Worst mode of transportation ever,"] he groaned, spitting the taste from his mouth.
[i "Do you want a nap, old man?"] Michael wandered over to check on him.
Alex aimed a finger at him. [b "I will ground you."]
She rolled her eyes slightly and led him outside. "Go puke by that creek.... It'll wash away your scent."
Alex's legs were like jelly as he dismounted. Thank god his powers weren't flying related. [b "I'm walking back. That's it, I've decided,"] he pressed a hand to his mouth to stop the bile rising in his throat.
She rolled her eyes slightly and gently rubbed her fingers over his hands. Soon however they landed carefully and she stood.
The ride was almost as nauseating as the plane had been. Multiply his fear by the fact that there was no stopping him from potentially slipping and falling to his death, and Alex spent most of it with his face buried in her shoulder. [b "This is how I die,"] he mumbled.
She rolled her eyes slightly and cuddled him happily. "Love you."
A spark flashed in his eyes. [b "Ticklish, huh? I'll have to remember that for later,"] he taunted.
She squeaked slightly and giggled. "Alex, no tickles, please?"
[b "I'm seeing that our children have your snark,"] he tickled at her waist.
She nudged him slightly and smiled softly. "Oh hush..."
Alex snorted. [b "He won't get any dates with his snarky attitude,"] he taunted playfully.
She snickered slightly and smiled softly. "You'll understand once you get your own girlfriend."
Michael, sitting directly behind Alex, gagged. [i "You're both disgusting,"] he shuddered.
She smiled and leaned against him happily closing her eyes.
[b "Chocolate covered strawberries, candles, smooth jazz,"] he continued on quietly, pressing a kiss behind her ear. [b "All that romantic stuff."]
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